La Bella Luna

"I spend the nights of June,
In lonely rooms of saddest blue,
I watch the sunrise,
It bleeds for me, and I believe,
That there is hope again,
I'll close my eyes,
And fall asleep,
And when I wake I hope I'll find you here,
Right next to me..."

I know the poem doesn't really have anything to do with the picture, but for some reason it always makes me think of this...